Tara Knowles Soa Novels & Stories

She’d appeared in the hallway, her face streaked with tears, Sarah hovering worriedly behind her. “I was the anonymous girlfriend,” Tara said, her voice breaking. “I was the one Xavier had been dating under a mask.” Zoey sprang to her feet, her hand flying to her mouth. “What?” Jasper physically staggered backward, like Tara’s words had hit him with actual force. He grabbed onto the wall behind him to steady himself. “Tara…” he breathed.

The name did sound familiar like I've heard it somewhere but the face was a definite no. “Okay, I'm Tara Collin, an international model and popular Canadian actress, also daughter to the owners of TIMHA ” She said, clearly losing her patience. “You must be only popular in your home country because I've never heard of you.” I muttered and she lost it. “Wait until I tell my boyfriend about you, you're so getting fired.” “Your boyfriend?” I asked, confused as to what her boyfriend had to do with me or how he even got into the discussion.

GIA O'LEARY I spotted Tara the moment I walked into the café. She sat in the far corner by the window, wearing all black like she was mourning someone. A sleek turtleneck, dark jeans, black gloves, and a face cap that shadowed most of her face. She looked like she’d either lost someone or was about to bury something, maybe her conscience, though I doubted she had one to begin with. I smirked to myself.

"Possessive much?" "It's not—" Aria stopped. "I just wonder who she is." Sofia snorted. "Sure. Wondering." She pulled out her phone and typed something. "Hold on… got it." Aria leaned closer. "Did you find something?" “Yep,” Sofia was still looking at her screen. “Hera Cladwell. Third year. Advanced Methods. Professor Da—” She stopped and looked at Aria. Aria stared back. “What?” “She's... Professor Daddy’s new T.A.”

I said and went to get ready. After we reach my home, I went directly to the study. I don’t want to sit back because of this small scratch. I sat in my chair; there is the file in front of me Name as “TARA IGOR” I opened it and welcomed with a beautiful image of her carrying flowers in her hand. There is a crown in her head made with flowers. She is truly an angel from heaven. I started to read her information. “Tara Igor. Age 21, studying in ABC college. Major in Finance”

“He doesn’t get to ruin this.” Tara studied her for a second, then sighed. “Fine.” To lighten the mood, she leaned forward slightly, a mischievous smile creeping onto her face. “Speaking of drama… one of my female clients confessed to me today.” Clara paused mid-bite, blinking. “Confessed what?” Tara scratched the side of her ear, suddenly looking a bit less confident. “She’s… interested in me.” Clara slowly set her fork down. “And?” Tara hesitated, then reached into her bag, pulling out a delicate necklace and a small bottle of perfume, placing them on the table.

Chapter 20 Tara Two hours after fleeing my rehearsal dinner I was sitting in a dark club VIP section covered in flashing dick necklaces, bracelets leighs and a bride to be sash and matching tiara. Feeling way to damn good after chugging down two large fishbowls of ocean breeze. Watching as AJ and Evet sandwich the very built, glistening, and hung half naked fire man. Meanwhile Carla’s in the back corner laid across a large red chase lounge.

Zack says, “are sure you are alright?“ 'Tara asked, “I have stopped alcohol, and I will never go back to it because the doctor advised me to stay away from alcohol,” Zack says, “and I have never tasted any drinks apart from water since morning, believe me, or leave it, 'Tara am beginning to fall in love with you,” Zack says, “Are you sure?“ she asked, “and what of If Sarah came back, what will be my faith?“ 'Tara asked, “I can't deny her, because what I have Is more than enough for both of you,” he says, “I have not started spending my hard earn money,” Zack says,

Tara closed her eyes and began to speak. She told us everything — the plan Eliora pitched her when she was still a scared girl in a dirty Miami motel, the fake birth certificate, the hush money she never spent because she was too afraid to touch it. She spoke until her voice cracked, until the wind off the ocean whipped her hair into her mouth and made her look like a ghost caught between leaving and staying. When she finished, I clicked off the recording and let the night swallow the last echoes of her confession. Tara stepped back. “That’s all I have.”

Alyona announce sarcastically as soon as Czar arrived with her. Vanluke's priority is Ara. He traveled the distance between him and Alyona. His left hand immediately wrapped around her neck to choke her just enough to deny her eighty percent of oxygen. The smug look on her face turns lifeless. "Where. Is. She." J City Hospital 4 days later… "Hi, my name is Karee Deusdado. Do you know who I am?"